"If it is you, passing the trial and entering the Pantheon will only be a matter of time. If you are willing, we would like to follow you."
Lu Mouren actually got to enjoy the treatment of a protagonist for once. He had done nothing, yet people were already coming to pledge themselves to him.
That dragon was quite sincere. It was not merely offering itself; if Lu PingAn had any interest, it could even bring its entire family and clan to join him.
It seemed that, to them, this was also an opportunity.
"I'll consider it."
Lu PingAn did not reject the offer outright. At his level, his team had long since included a whole host of different races.
He was even seriously considering whether he needed to thoroughly study this world's supernatural system.
"Come to think of it, within this restricted space, the so-called gods of the Pantheon are probably not only stronger than the Tier 10 True Gods of our planet, but can also directly participate on the battlefield. That would be a nightmare for Otherworld Invaders and outsiders alike."
"How did they do it? They do not seem to have formed a complete link with the world. They seem more like irregular quasi-gods."
"No, they cannot be complete irregular quasi-gods. The entire world could not sustain them. They must have used some trick, but what exactly did they do?"
Lu PingAn was interested—extremely interested.
".How could Earthlings who had gone through a Plane War, sufferers who had nearly lost even their home planet, possibly have no interest in power?"
Lu PingAn knew that the ultimate goal of planar exploration was to cultivate top-tier power. Now that an opportunity had appeared, he naturally would not refuse it.
Become a god in this world? Would he be restricted?